Today, I am 16 weeks (4 months) pregnant. This is officially the longest any pregnancy of mine has ever lasted, which is milestone #1 – and a pretty huge one to us. I think I’ll celebrate by cleaning my house. I finally have some energy, and my house (and husband!) has been suffering from a severe lack of attention lately. (edit – I totally didn’t do this. I fell asleep in the basement where it was nice and cool for about 2 hours today. Oops.)
Milestone #2: First “baby” purchase (from a garage sale yesterday):
I’ll be holding off on larger purchases (or pretty much anything else, unless it’s a great deal) until at least 20 weeks, because I can’t stomach the thought of having an entire nursery of stuff to deal with should anything happen. The 20 week mark just feels a bit safer because we have an anatomy scan/ultrasound then, and should have a better idea if things look good in there. Even better is what I like to call V-Week, aka 24 weeks (that’s when a baby is finally considered “viable” should it be delivered early, and chances of survival go up considerably each week after that).
That said, I am in the actual planning stages for all of this now…which is pretty cool. I’ve even started a baby registry on Amazon (they have everything!), and really want to get started on organizing and cleaning the house in preparation for creating a nursery.
Speaking of the nursery – my husband wants to do a Harry Potter themed nursery, which I am totally on board with! It will work for a girl witch or boy wizard….and I’ve been busy pinning ideas. I’ll be sure to do a post about this as we get closer.
Milestone #3: First belly rub by a stranger. This happened yesterday evening at a large seafood dinner event that my husband put together for members, friends, and family of his Lodge.
Let’s talk about this for a minute. Now, don’t get me wrong – I don’t actually mind my stomach being touched by people. I’m not overly private, and in fact, I’m completely thrilled that I’m showing enough that people can tell I’m pregnant (another milestone! hooray!)….I also think it’s amazing that people get so excited about this, and want to share that with you.
But….if you really think about it, it’s a little weird isn’t it? I mean, I was standing in line at the buffet for my third (yes, third) round of lobster tails, have a bit of a belly (which, let’s face it, was only there because I had gorged myself on food like it was my last meal or something), and a woman I don’t even know put her hands on my stomach and rubbed it, asking when I was due. In truth, I thought it was sweet and only a touch creepy….but I couldn’t help but think afterwards: “what if I wasn’t pregnant?” What if I was just some fat girl wanting to get her lobster on in peace. Is that so wrong?
Here’s a shot of the “bump” from a few days ago. It’s a bit bigger now, due to the gluttonous consumption of lobster that occurred last night…
GLA:D 